Four Clover Life- By Namrata Shailendra Singh

Our society places beauty that high. When you fall, it fractures you from within. But I choose not to fear anymore. I want to be proud of myself. I am willing to let go of what I should be to who I am. Until I die, I want to continue to be list further possibilities and not a defined label. And that is being FEARLESS. Labels with their ingredient and the calorie count are good with a hamburger, not with human beings.  To read the full story click on Bold and Beautiful Image courtesy-Pixabay

Being a hoi-polloi, I find joy easily, and fear seeps easily too. I laugh easily, and I tremble easily. I thought COVID was a Wuhan thing and continued with life until it came knocking on my door, and I was horrified. I tried hard to dismiss it and pretend it cannot be my door. The knocking was relentless; it grew louder and louder, much to my chagrin. I chose not to open the door. Right then, it barged in, breaking the bolts, and I stood there feeling tiny and defenseless. Why did it come to me? How did it come to me? From where? Why? Who? all I had were questions and a tsunami of answers from all possible communication channels, each posted 'to share information, each doing just the reverse' create more fear.' So, I did what the rest of the aam aadmi does- RUN. To read the article, click on Hey Corona Image courtesy-Pixabay

  “And how do I know that?” “You will always know it, Naina. I am your conscience. You can never stop me. If your actions bring peace, you know what you are fighting for is worth the cause; if not, you know you are betting on the wrong horse.” The noise in her head grew louder like the whirlwind beats of a dhol. Naina stood in a stupor, her eyes transfixed on the Mangal sutra hanging from her mother’s slender neck. She stood coyly next to the man with whom she shared 38 years of life. Clad in a red banarasi sari, red vermillion along the part of her hair shining bright against her bronze skin, she looked most imperfect standing diminutively next to Naina’s father – fair-skinned, tall with an Englishman’s look in a single-breasted plaid suit. To read the full story, click on  The Unbecoming . Women's Web with Anuja Chauhan(who has worked in advertising for over seventeen years and is credited with many popular campaigns. She is the author of five bestselling novels (The Zoya Factor

Who does that? Why should anyone do that? Huh! We finally have a face to the GOD we all believe in, whom we never got to see in real life otherwise. A thank you looks just so short and brief, almost disappearing before it appears; nonetheless, the feeling of indebtedness continues. Did we get it wrong all along?  To read the article click on   I know what GOD looks like! Image courtesy-Pixabay

Because in the end, we will be reduced to a small box of Calcium Phosphate .  This consciousness of mortality is the very start of leading a meaningful life. And a meaningful life is not necessarily a happy one ( the way the world describes happiness). It's about being at peace with yourself, the choices you made in your life, respecting those choices, and standing by them with your head held up high. We are regular people with regular thoughts ,  beliefs, and attitudes, and dilemmas. Some of them are  stereotypical  in nature, and some our own creations stemming from our own sense of inadequacy. We get carried away, land up making unfair comparisons, and have a flawed worldview .  We forget that we are imperfectly unique  people, each  with our own journey .  It's only us who understand our journey and what goes in traversing  it. We  have forgotten to respect ourselves first before respecting anyone around us. We have forgotten to live our lives because we are so busy livin

"The essential task of leadership is to create an alignment of strengths in ways that make the system’s weakness irrelevant."- Peter Drucker. ​ ​ Hi! I am glad you are here. I am here because of the same reason- to grow and have a meaningful life. You see, birth and death are inevitable. What happens in-between defines the purpose we are born with and things we will be remembered for. Let me take you through my journey and the revelations life made. I stand here because of what I got to realize early in life, by life. I have to learn to do my own thing and believe in myself self- Comparison is great when it's inspirational, but most of the time, it isn't. It only harbors self-deprecating feelings. I had to say NO to it. Competition is best when done with oneself, to become better than what I was yesterday. That way, I get to set my own standards. I have to learn to value my strengths. The world (including me) tends to naturally focus on what we don